"Beef stew soup noodles for two, here you go!" The restaurant owner placed two bowls in front of them, exhilarated and gleeful. He even gave the table another quick wipe. Apparently, he believed that the arrival of the martialist had enlightened his simple premises, for Garcia was, after all, a celebrity in the apartment.
"Thank you. Can we also have a fried egg, please?" Roland drew out two sets of chopsticks. "One for each."
"No problem!"
"If I were you, I would definitely not pick this place to eat breakfast with a lady." Garcia rolled her eyes. "No wonder you're still single."
"This is slander!" thought Roland. If he wasn't such an honorable man and above flirting with the God's Punishment Witches, they would have taken him long ago...
"Um, Zero has to go to school later, and I need to bring her breakfast. If it's too far..."
